A Former Concubine-in-Law

#understand!!

" What? how come?" ask Andreas. Just now he got word that Leon had been found, one of the residents who had seen him and reported it to the Police and now it was Alena who ran away and he had to look for him.

"These two people can't calm me down."

Andreas quickly ran towards his car and headed to one of the places.

"What's wrong with her? Why did his face suddenly panic? Did something happen?" Eli wondered, as he was talking to Andreas, he felt sorry. "Here you go, it's none of my business, but what about Hasna?"

"I have to call Hasna."

....

Serkan feed Hasna painstakingly, he really likes his activities today, not doing work but instead pampering his wife.

"Om Se I'm full" said Hasna. Though there were two spoons, but Serkan instead told him to shut up and accept the bribe.

"I can eat alone, I can eat alone."

Give put the spoon, the rest of the fried rice is half, while the egg ceploknya already ludes. Even Serkan ate a little. "I will not hinder you whatever you want to do, but do not hinder me whatever I want to do to you, it's my duty to spoil you, take care of you, take care of you, love you and protect, even it's my job to make you love me."

Hasna sounded, Serkan so wanted it. Next to his hand gently rubbed Serkan's hand. "I'll try to love Om Se."

Draw a smile, his eyes glazed over, his late son said nothing wrong. "May I ask you something?"

"What's? I hope as a wife I can do it."

"I want you to no longer call me Om, I want you to call me something else."

"Call me baby,"

Hasna lowered her head, she could not control the sound of her heart which made her try to obey Serkan's words. Though the speech sounds trivial, but it feels difficult to express.

"Huft," Hasna squeezed the blanket that still covered part of her chest.

"Honey," Hasna said slowly.

"Once again, I can't listen to him." Hand over the remaining dishes a little fried rice to the top of the nightstand.

He oun took his cell phone and wanted to record something that would become his fondest memories.

"Again Honey,"

"Dear."

"Honey," said Hasna a little loud in the thump of her tight heart.

Serkan directly pulled Hasna's chin and kissed her gently, Hasna's voice was like a very melodious tone. He put his gawai on the nightstand, then pushed Hasna's body slowly. Uncovers his blanket and does not give Hasna to interrupt him.

Every time he saw the beautiful face of his little wife, that pent-up passion immediately rose. He can't hold it anymore and again.

Hasna's chest went up and down, at the sight of that full of desire.

"Again, I want to hear it."

"Dear,"

Serkan immediately kissed Hasna's neck gently, tasting every inch of her neck, leaving a mark of her possession.

Hasna was lulled with that beautiful touch, she closed the two matanua and hugged Serkan's back. Both of his legs stiffened, he felt something stabbing again, not since when Serkan had taken off all his clothes. Now only looks burly and dashing chest.

Give back the taste of Hasna's two, he's like a man who's been thirsty for years. While below, he continued to stab it, making Hasna moan violently.

Serkan membenjiri the beautiful kisses, and say a word that he always wanted to express. He pulled Hasna into his arms and stopped hers, until something gushed out of Hasna's womb.

Hasna sat on the thighs of Serkan, Serkan's and his are still fused, he felt his veins back in the pull. Hasna rested her head on Serkan's shoulder, feeling very tired and tired again.

"Hasna, I love you so much. Don't ever leave me."

Hasna opened her eyelids that felt heavy, she clasped Serkan's face.

"Don't love me because I look like Azzam and don't love me because I'm Daddy Azzam, the man you love. I want you to love me as another man, I want to ask for your justice, Hasna."

Bravely, Hasna kissed Serkan's lips gently. "Anything, I'll do it, honey."

...

"Sir Aren why are you here?" ask Andreas. He saw the middle-aged man he knew in his boss' house sitting on the front porch, like a person who just slashed.

"I, I don't want to bother anyone."

"What does that mean?" ask Andreas who doesn't understand. He passed Aren sir and knocked on Hasna's door.

"Sir, it's me, sir should know ...."

Immediately Mr. Aren blocked Andreas' mouth. "You don't understand human language, do you? don't bother the lady and master who are making young master, understand!!!"